The Story Of Me

What the hell if I’m not really perfect?!
Nobody ever said I had to be.
And even if I wasn’t really perfect,
you’d give an arm and a leg to be me.

If you wanna be my guardian angel,

spread your wings and land me see that you can fly,

If you wanna take me out of danger just come to me

and never let me cry…

…If you ever find your angel

follow him/her

Don’t let him/her disappear

Don’t let him Fly away…